Luke: I'm a werewolf, not a Golden Retriever.
Jace Wayland: Next time, it might be a nice idea to mention that you already have a man in your bed, so we can avoid such uncomfortable situations.
Simon Lewis: You invited him to bed?
Jace Wayland: I know, it's ridiculous, isn't it? We would never have all fit.
Clary Fray: I didn't invite him into bed. We were just kissing.
Jace Wayland: How swiftly you dismiss our love.
Jace Wayland: For the record, my hair is naturally blonde.
Simon Lewis: The werewolves are here to save us. Never thought I'd say that.
Clary Fray: I just don't know how to look at the world anymore. I don't see street and traffic lights and cars. I see demons and angels. Everything's different.
Jace Wayland: The world's the same. You're the one who's different.
Jace Wayland: [starts his motorcycle] Don't you remember what Hodge said?
Clary Fray: What?
Jace Wayland: All the stories are true.
[they ride off together]
Jace Wayland: Don't tell me. You've got a drawing emergency, and you need a nude model. I'm not in the mood.
Jace Wayland: [to Clary] You have an incredible gift and we need you... I need you.
Hodge Starkweather: Everything you've heard... about monsters, about nightmares, legends whispered around campfires. All the stories are true.
Clary Fray: If you'd been a real dad, you'd know me well enough to imagine where the Cup is, where my deepest thoughts are taking it. You don't know the first thing about me. You're not my dad. And you never will be.
Clary Fray: This is a top.
Isabelle Lightwood: It's a dress.
Clary Fray: I can't pull this off.
Isabelle Lightwood: Well, actually with the right shoes...
Clary Fray: No. I mean, this dress is so tight, it's like a second skin.
Isabelle Lightwood: If you go looking like your mundane self we won't get within 100 feet of Magnus Bane. He's the High Warlock of Brooklyn. Stop complaining, come with me.
Simon Lewis: So that's the famous cup everyone's talking about?
Isabelle Lightwood: A replica. But yes.
Simon Lewis: You know, Jace has got a real chip on his shoulder.
Isabelle Lightwood: You would, too, if you saw your father murdered when you were a child. If it weren't for him we'd be dead. He saves our lives more times than I care to admit. Right...
Jace Wayland: I've been hunting demons across the world in their varying different forms.
Jace Wayland: [to Clary] This is about more than us.
Jace Wayland: I've been killing demons for over a third of my life.
Isabelle Lightwood: [to Clary] Go, you've done enough!
Jace Wayland: Don't speak to her like that! It's not her fault.
Isabelle Lightwood: You're right, this is your fault!
Jace Wayland: Isabelle!
Isabelle Lightwood: Alec kept telling you that you were going to get hurt. That you were going to get us all hurt. Now he's the one dying.
Jace Wayland: But, we needed to get the Mortal Cup!
Isabelle Lightwood: But there are other ways to get it then getting your best friend killed!
Jace Wayland: There's a map inside your head, Clary. YOU are the key to our survival.
Valentine Morgenstern: The world is ours to take!
Hodge Starkweather: [to Clary] Humanity is on the very brink of extinction.
Clary Fray: [Clary looks around the trashed apartment] Mom?
Jace Wayland: [Showing Clary the Door] Welcome to 'The City of Bones'.
Clary Fray: Why can I see you and no one else can?
Jace Wayland: You're not a mundane.
Clary Fray: What is a mundane?
Jace Wayland: Someone from the human world.
Clary Fray: Well, if I'm not human, than what am I?
Jace Wayland: You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Clary Fray: [Clary's phone rings] Mom! I'm coming home!
Jocelyn Fray: No, no, no, you can't come home. You understand me? You don't come home.
Clary Fray: [as Jocelyn is thrown against the wall from the door crashing in there is a loud crash] Mom?
Hodge Starkweather: Everyday you live your life...
Jocelyn Fray: [to Clary] Make sure you come straight home tonight.
Hodge Starkweather: Ordinary, normal...
Simon Lewis: [to Clary] You know your Mom, she gets like this sometimes...
Hodge Starkweather: But there's only so long you can hide from the truth.
Clary Fray: [Smiling at Simon and pointing at Pandemonium ] Why don't we go in here?
Jace Wayland: Demons exist across the world, in their varying different forms.
Simon Lewis: [to Clary] What are you looking at?
Isabelle Lightwood: Run!
Madame Dorothea: You're mother is a Shadow Hunter... like you.
[Clary shows Simon the strange sketches she drew]
Clary Fray: Look. Suddenly, I'm drawing hundreds of these things and I have no idea what they are. I don't know... I think I'm going out of my mind.
Simon Lewis: Maybe you're like the guy in "Close Encounters". Everybody thought he was paranoid and then it turned out to be, well... UFO... reasonable...
[Clary notices Jace, standing outside the cafe, looking directly at her]
Clary Fray: Oh God, this isn't happening.